The Best Actor Insists On Living With Me!

Bo Yan was somewhat speechless, “Can you afford to buy it?”

Xia Siyu looked as if angered by the underestimation, and said, “Paying in full might be somewhat difficult, but a down payment is definitely not a problem. It’s just that I don’t know if the other party is willing to sell. If not, Building No. 2 is also an option.”

Bo Yan continued to be speechless. Building No. 2, that was Han Yifan’s home.

He said, “Even if you decide on it and buy it, you won’t be able to move in right away, right? Aren’t you going to shoot a film? ‘Spring Light’, that one, you’ll be gone for several months.”

Xia Siyu also nodded, “Right, isn’t it perfect that I buy the apartment here and then have Brother Qin and the others help me with the renovation? I’ll be away for a few months, and after I come back and wait a bit more, I can move in with my bags.”

At first, Bo Yan was quite excited, fearing that she would act on impulse and move away immediately.

Now that his emotions had settled, he became much more rational.

Putting aside whether Xia Siyu could buy his apartment, from the purchase to when she could move in, it would take at least a year.

He still had time.

Besides, even if she really moved to Dushu, they could continue to live together.

He could feel that Xia Siyu, like him, both had an urgent desire to change the status quo.

What Bo Yan was thinking about was to quickly grow up; although he was currently with an agency that provided him with his own studio, it was still not secure. The incident today at the airport, where the company organized fans without consulting him and even bought negative trending topics about Xia Siyu online.

When his contract expired, he planned to become completely independent, set up his own film and television company, act and direct films.

As for Xia Siyu, what she wanted was to act well.

Although she usually seemed careless and was both proactive and slow when it came to emotions—proactive in the sense that she would vigorously pursue whatever she liked, and her emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness were all written on her face. Slow in the sense that, for example with Qin Baizhou, she never considered him in the direction of a boyfriend.

But she was very dedicated to her work, and her acting had a certain charm. With the right guidance, it might not be long before she could win a Best Actress award and leave her name in film history. Qin Baizhou was a qualified agent and a shrewd businessman. But he didn’t know how to nurture an actor, only how to expand her commercial value.

Xia Siyu wasn’t stupid; she just couldn’t be bothered to nitpick in many areas.

But when it came to work, she only knew how to be serious and meticulous.

“In ‘Spring Light’ here, there are some parts I don’t quite understand.” Although Xia Siyu had been busy with variety shows recently, she would also look at the script when she had time.

There was a lot of historical foundation here, as well as the local customs and culture of a small town in the West, which she couldn’t act out just by using her imagination.

Perhaps because she had grown closer to Bo Yan during this period, she also asked him questions.

“Where, let me take a look.” Bo Yan took over her script and sure enough, he found that she had indeed been taking notes diligently. The two sat on the couch, one explaining, and the other listening.

Their current way of getting along was a bit like during their college days.

As they talked, Bo Yan turned his head and noticed that some strands of her hair near her ear were somewhat messy, and he reached out to smooth them for her. The instant his fingers brushed past her cheek, she turned her head, and their eyes met each other’s.